'Someone from the mountain'
The moment those words left the Barbarian King's lips, the atmosphere changed instantly.
The followers, who had descended with him, went wide-eyed, their faces a mix of shock and awe.
Even Bronn, who had fought alongside Amelia, turned to her with a new sense of realization.
His easygoing demeanor cracked as surprise flickered in his eyes, trying to process what he had just learned.
The same thought ran through all their minds, No wonder she is so powerful.
Amelia, however, remained composed. Her expression did not change, unaffected by the recognition or the astonished stares of the barbarians.
Bronn, still reeling from the revelation, looked at her with a slight awe. "Big sister... you're really from the Mountain?"
Amelia gave a small nod, confirming it without a word.
The barbarian's posture stiffened as the weight of Amelia's origins sank in.
